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My dearest is escaping through the wall. I try to catch him - For the scattered feathers, sweet flustered pigeon, in my hand behold the carnivorous curl - malicious lips upon the tightened vessels - I'll take the scissors, cut the whiteness and make my own collage - his shaking bleeding and resentful heart for backdrop. |
this is so kewl I may not be a bird but I am tempted to let you cut out my heart for a backdrop. I started falling in love with you in the third stanza. The rest of the poem just hammered more nails in my coffin.| Posted on 2011-01-01 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ] | 1. It seem hard not to hurt | 2. A certain compliment can be like sharp knife 3. Reliefed and a bit scattered at the same time 4. Since I read it here 5. Of the heart 6. Its supposed connection to "reality" 7. How rosty my heart's mirror is... 8. Non-verbal communication 9. By a bit more optimism and joy 10. I would try not to let my fears be a co-author of the piece 11. Somebody who is trying to convince him or herself of the meaningfulness of life etc. by words 12. In the extend of 11. | Posted on 2010-12-24 00:00:00 | by namenlos | [ Reply to This ] | |